AARGHHHH! My horns have to be ordered! Another 5-7 days! Geez Louise!
I had a hard time at the Fall Festival tonight. It was bittersweet to watch the children interacting with the folks there. My kids love those people, and they do love my children. I love the people, too. Sigh. This is going to be difficult. I’m not planning to burn any bridges, but I am wondering if they’ll be burned for me, ykwim?
Today, I’ll be spending quite a bit of time spinning my wheels here at the desk. One of my pump horns broke last night, so it’s gonna take twice as long to pump as it usually does. Bearing in mind that I typically spend 5-6 hours at it………….yeah, see?
I need to do laundry, teach and several other things. Before I forget, I also want to do some day planning, and share some thoughts on what normal is. But, I am almost through pumping, so I will hold off on that until I get back.
Oh, yes, DH is picking up another set of horns for me today.
Here’s a funny thought. Well, funny to me, but I’ll admit I need more coffee yet. What if I could use some of those theatrical contact lenses when my kids really made me crazy? Then I could look up at them like something out of a horror movie! Muhahahahaha
I’ve used contact lenses before, and found them easy to use and comfortable. But those were clear, not the fun kind.
/Cass wanders off, laughing at the idea of freaking out her kids
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You have no idea how pleased I am to report that after the second pump, I no longer feel like there is going to be a nasty explosion of bre*st tissue. And that’s a really good thing, cause I would hate to clean up the mess that would make. Not worrying about wetting myself is pretty cool, too. Do you now know more than you ever wanted to about my chest? Let me explain something: every nursing mother worries about the milk. When you have to pump for your non-nurser, the problem is just magnified. Being able to measure each drop is not comforting, but rather presents a whole new list of issues to worry about. Do non-pumpers know they made an ounce less today than yesterday? No, but I do. And I get to wonder if I am having an off day, or if this is a downwardly spiraling trend. And the suction of a pump is just not as good as that of a babe at getting the milk out.
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Please allow me to whine a minute. I woke up this morning with my right br*ast sore, and I was hoping it would help to pump. Well, it didn’t, and it’s gone from sore to throbbing constant pain, and I think I am about to die from it. I just want to sit here and CRY! It’s inside, not outside, and I am sure it’s not a plugged duct, because I can get the milk out. But I am seriously having to concentrate on not whizzing all over myself. It hurts that bad.
Nonetheless, I did clean off the desk as I was supposed to do yesterday, but didn’t.
I’m a dreamer, I know. But there are lots of things I’d rather do than the flooors around here. Since when is vacuuming fun? And you read all about my kitchen floor this week already. By the way, it’s done now, and I’ve been damp mopping for the past two nights just to keep it from getting bad again.
Now, I don’t think a ROOMBA is gonna work around here with the children. They do love to play with stuff, and who can ask them to resist that? But this new thing, SCOOBA does interest me. Man, if I could just turn that thing on, and go sit and knit while it took care of the floor, that would be a slice of pie, wouldn’t it? Like chocolate, only…..better. Ok, maybe not better than chocolate, let’s be reasonable after all. But easier housework is pretty much all good, yes? Yes.
I think that from now on, I need convenience. Some way to”buy” more time. I’d like my future cleaning products to give me more leisure, so that I can spend more time with the fam, instead of rushing them so I can go clean something.
